Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

It turns out that Prince Fu's assassination attempt was just a test for Meng Chuan.

The assassins outside are real.

"You must always be vigilant. Today I am just giving you a reminder. The assassinations you will face in the future may be even more dangerous than tonight."

After Zhan Qi and the others left, Prince Fu solemnly spoke to Meng Chuan.

Prince Fu originally did not intend to reveal his identity tonight.

If it weren't for Yingdie, he might have already escaped.

As long as he can escape, the warriors of the Battle Hall will be more attentive to protecting Meng Chuan in the future.

Meng Chuan will also remain vigilant at all times.

Only in this way can Meng Chuan live longer.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chuan discovered his true identity.

However, Prince Fu also believed that with Meng Chuan's intelligence, he would understand his good intentions.

"I understand."

Meng Chuan nodded.

Meng Chuan still thought the assassins outside were fake!

Since someone really wanted to kill him, Meng Chuan naturally had to be even more careful about his life.

"Your Hundred-Step Piercing Yang Hand technique that you just used is already considered a basic entry-level skill, not bad."

As he spoke, Prince Fu took a metal belt off his waist.

This metal belt has a hidden secret.

It was actually made up of small knives, each about the length of a finger, pieced together.

Moreover, the buckle and the knife are perfectly combined.

If you don't remove the knives, you would never imagine that this belt is actually made up of more than twenty knives.

Because you can't tell the shape of the knife from the outside at all.

Even if it goes through security, it would probably be difficult to identify that this belt is actually a weapon that can kill.

No wonder Prince Fu's Hundred-Step Piercing Hand technique always seemed like a magic trick.

There was no way of knowing where he had pulled the knife out of his hand.

"This belt has been with me for over twenty years, and it's yours now."

While demonstrating how to hold the knife, Prince Fu spoke to Meng Chuan.

"This...is too valuable, isn't it?"

Meng Chuan said somewhat embarrassedly.

The recent crisis had also made Meng Chuan somewhat wary.

If he had had that belt before, he might have actually won by surprise.

After all, he had previously forced Prince Fu back several steps with just a soup spoon.

"With my abilities, it doesn't really matter whether I have it or not. Its greatest value is if it can save your life one day!"

As he spoke, Prince Fu tossed his belt aside.

Meng Chuan quickly caught it; it was quite heavy, to be honest.

Yingdie, standing to the side, looked at the belt in Meng Chuan's hand with a slight change in expression.

The fact that Prince Fu was able to pass this item on to Meng Chuan is enough to show that Prince Fu truly regarded Meng Chuan as his successor.

In the world of ancient martial arts, being able to pass on one's weapon to someone else is called the inheritance of one's mantle.

"Alright, you can practice on your own from now on! I'm leaving."

Prince Fu turned and left.

In fact, Prince Fu had long wanted to leave.

He almost got caught here.

This is a significant blow to his reputation as the second-best fighter in the Green Gang.

"Shadow Butterfly, are you alright?"

After Prince Fu left, Meng Chuan looked at Ying Die with concern.

At this moment, Yingdie's forehead was not only red, but also slightly bleeding.

It's clear that the blow that Prince Fu delivered to Yingdie's head was quite severe.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry, it's my fault for not protecting you."

Yingdie said somewhat dejectedly.

She was really scared just now.

At the same time, I felt extremely guilty.

In particular, she thought about what she would do if something really happened to Meng Chuan.

She used to live for the Green Gang.

After meeting Meng Chuan, she had a new goal: to live for Meng Chuan.

Because she could sense that Meng Chuan was the only one in this world who wanted her to live well.

Meng Chuan was her only solace in living.

With Meng Chuan around, she could live a truly vibrant and fulfilling life.

Without Meng Chuan, her world would lose its anchor.

Her life will also lose all its color.

"Yingdie, you did a good job, and I appreciate your concern. But you were too reckless just now. If that person hadn't been Prince Fu, you would be dead. Are you really so heartless as to abandon me?"

Meng Chuan also spoke with some emotion.

At the same time, Meng Chuan also felt guilty.

Because Meng Chuan could clearly feel Ying Die's deep concern for him.

It's true that he cares about Yingdie a lot.

However, if we take out Yingdie's concern for him and his concern for Yingdie, and put them on the scales, we can see the difference.

Yingdie cared for him a thousand times more than he cared for her.

Because he is the entire world of Shadow Butterfly, while Shadow Butterfly is merely a beautiful scene within his world.

This is very unfair, but Meng Chuan cannot be fair to her.

"Meng Chuan, I... I'm just afraid of losing you."

As Yingdie spoke, a layer of mist appeared in her eyes.

This was the first time Meng Chuan had seen Ying Die's tears.

Back in the capital, she didn't shed a single tear even when someone pierced her entire shoulder.

Just as Meng Chuan was about to comfort Ying Die, Ying Die suddenly rushed into Meng Chuan's arms.

She held Meng Chuan tightly, her whole body trembling.

Meng Chuan could truly sense the fear in her heart.

This was also the first time Meng Chuan had learned that even the Shadow Butterfly had things it was afraid of.

She wasn't afraid of death, she was only afraid of losing herself.

"Fool, how could I let you lose me?"

Meng Chuan's emotions erupted at this moment, and he tightly embraced Ying Die's small body.

At this moment, all morality and all ethics are irrelevant!

Screw them all!

Meng Chuan could no longer refuse Ying Die.

This woman is worth Meng Chuan giving everything for, even if it means going against the whole world.

However, Meng Chuan was very dirty, and the room was a mess.

In particular, the large bowl of soup that Yingdie had brought to Meng Chuan earlier had been spilled all over the ground during the previous fight.

Meng Chuan was also beaten to the ground by Prince Fu.

Meng Chuan's body, face, and even the bed sheets smelled of soup.

"Would you like to come to my room...?"

Yingdie mustered her courage and spoke to Meng Chuan in a pleading tone.

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Meng Chuan and could only desperately bury her head in Meng Chuan's chest.

Although the soup from Meng Chuan's chest got all over her face, she didn't mind at all.

"it is good."

Meng Chuan swallowed hard.

And she took Yingdie's hand.

He's a grown man, after all; he can't let Yingdie, a girl, take the initiative all the time.

Meng Chuan took Ying Die's hand and walked towards Ying Die's room.

Yingdie's room is directly opposite Mengchuan's.

As Meng Chuan walked through the living room, Zhan Qi suddenly approached with a serious expression.

Zhan Qi was clearly taken aback when he saw Meng Chuan and Ying Die holding hands tightly.

Just as he was about to say something to Meng Chuan.

Yingdie, who had been looking down, suddenly turned her head and fixed her cold gaze on Zhan Qi.

The tall and burly Zhan Qi suddenly felt a chill.

His mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Because he knew Yingdie's gaze all too well.

That was the look in their eyes, like they were staring at a dead person.

This is the look in Yingdie's eyes whenever she's about to kill someone.

"I... went to the wrong place, you... continue..."